The guardian commander was dumbfounded, his previous resentment had completely evaporated. This time, they genuinely respected this shitty mess, Fei Xinyu, with their whole being!
He was simply an idol.
No wonder His Majesty said if you see him, slaughter him!
Not just any person could say things like that!
Fei Xinyu swayed back and forth in his chair while saying, "I must sit more while Wu Tiejun and the others aren't here. Damn, I don't know if he's dead, he'd better not really be dead, if he's dead, I won't have anyone to mess with. Shit, this damn chair... it's damn uncomfortable!"
Just as the personal guards couldn't bear it any longer and wanted to draw their swords to chop Fei Xinyu to pieces, Wu Tiejun was finally carried back by another group of personal guards.
"Alright, the Great Marshal is back!"
The camp was filled with triumphant roars that lasted for a long time.
